Lost Gardens

I wait.

I keep waiting in the garden at midnight.

The moon flowers blooming around me.

I stand.

I keep standing to see what's below me.

The ground is rumbling, I'm alone.

I think.

I keep thinking how I wish I weren't alone.

The sky is hanging, like a dark-purple midnight.

I spot a flying camera in my direction.

I follow.

I keep following the camera to see where it goes.

The camera stops and takes a picture of me.

I take the photo from the camera.

On the back is written about me.

I wait. I stand. I think. I follow.

But there is only one of me.

I am lost in the garden of Eden.

But with this photo

I will leave,

I will leave it for those 

who want to find me.

Reviews

I like the part of the flying camera as well, such amazing imagery in this write.

[Brittany]

The flying camera kinda surprised me.